"It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. “Hold on, she’s right here. I want my freedom. "Don't think to deceive me by your false pretences. “You will write to me, I am sure—and from the date of your letter I trust most earnestly that I may come back to my old place as “Your devoted friend, “WALTER BRENDON. I overlooked the mechanical imperfections of your work, the utter lack of finish, the crudeness of your drawing. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. This is the way the old thief brings in all his heavy plunder, which he stows in out-of-the-way holes in his infernal dwelling. “I’ve got it.
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